Marriage Because (Agreement)

Entrust

"You are so outrageous Tiara!" Kenzou threw rough hands Tiara who had been held since so as not to land a blow on Aleta. "Your behavior is really humiliating, insulting people without knowing how they came from"

"He who insulted me first Zou, don't you see that?"

"What's? I didn't hear wrong?" Alan opened his voice after a long silence. "If you don't call her a cheap woman, I'm sure she won't slap you. Even I agree with his remark that from the appearance alone can see which ones sell expensive and which ones are cheap"

"So your words are Alan!" Tiara pointed at Alan's face with her index finger. "What's wrong with my appearance?, you two also know that I always look like this since college!"

"Different countries are also the way people look at you" Alan said.

"That's enough! if you still want to fight, please get out of my room. It felt like my head was about to break upon hearing this debate" Kenzou massaged his dizzy forehead. Work problems alone have not been resolved fully and must be added to this increasingly unclear quarrel.

"You dizzy?"

Tiara who was trying to grab his hand was immediately pushed aside by Kenzou. "You two get out right now!"

"I'm making coffee..."

"Alan take this woman out" asked Kenzou as Tiara continued to harass her.

Alan who was actually very clearly touching Tiara was forced to do so, forcefully pulling his arm out of Kenzou's room even though he had to take a blow from Tiara.

"Let go, I can walk by myself!" Tiara rubbed her arm removing Alan's handprints.

"Good elevator over there" Alan pointed at the elevator from a distance.

"See, I'll make you regret treating me like this!"

Alan didn't comment on Tiara's words thinking of it as the wind. Seeing that Tiara had entered the elevator, Alan returned to his room.

Aleta slammed the body on the sofa body of her room, removing the origin of the highils that she had originally used. A few moments later Aldo entered his room carrying a glass of orange juice.

Seeing Aleta who came to the restaurant with a sour face made Aldo who was at the cashier table look at him confused, and decided to deliver drinks in Aleta's room.

Without waiting, Aleta grabbed the orange juice immediately gulped it down to the toilet, feeling her neck was so dry.

"Are you okay, miss?"

"What am I really doing?" Aleta turned around asking me tightly.

"Miss looks less good now"

Aleta placed the glass violently making Aldo who was standing surprised. "It's all because of that damn woman!"

Aldo sharpened his ears to hear the swearing that Aleta was making. Aleta's voice was too small to make Aldo unable to hear clearly his voice.

"You better go home and rest, miss" suggested Aldo. "For the restaurant let me handle it all day"

Aleta looked doubtfully at Aldo, the man she had only worked with a few months ago saying as if she could really. "Are you sure I won't lose it?"

"I will do my best, Miss. And I also can't bear to see you working with a mind that's messed up like this"

What Aldo said was true, free he remained in the restaurant when his heart and mind were in chaos, which was whenever he could throw his target of anger at each employee.

Deciding to return Aleta entrusts the full state of the restaurant to Aldo. And see if the man can hold the trust he gave or not before being raised into his right hand.